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I’m alive! I’m alive! I’mmmmmmmmmm alive!

Okay, I made it! 28 floors, in 23 minutes and 49 seconds. Not a record breaker by any means but I didn’t die and I actually consider that a personal accomplishment!

The winners (but really weren’t we all winners?) had times of *ahem* 3 minutes and such like that. Whatever. What kind of overachiever can do 28 floors in three minutes? I wish I could say I think he cheated and took the elevator but he probably didn’t. UGH.

So I should probably come clean with the whole truth, before it’s made public.

In darts, when you play on a team, you play for a whole season and at the end of these weekly competitions with some of the best dart throwers in the county, you get rankings that come with cash prizes and a trophy. If you come in last place, you’re given a key-chain with a donkey on it. It’s known as The Jackass Award. Despite coming in second place the first year I played, and pocketing around $300 between me and my ex-GF, the next year I won the Jackass Award and still have my coveted key-chain.

I waited around today after the climb, for my Jackass Award, but apparently on a CF stair climb, you don’t get such a distinguished trophy – only a bottle of cool water, an icy washcloth, and my name as distinctly last on the posted times of everyone who participated.

What do you mean? Other grandmas don’t do that? Whaaaaat? Oh, c’mon. They have a grandma that lives nearby so I’ve got to do something to keep ‘ahead of the curve’, you know? I wanna be the good grandma, the one they want to visit – not the dreaded grandma. 😛